Your experience with a male stripper

[RiverTrevor]

Have you ever been in a bar or club and enjoyed the sights of a stripper, and have they included you in their act, or maybe after at the end of the night?

Share your stories of your personal encounters with a stripper or strippers.


When I lived in London I usually went out at weekends with friends and we did the pub crawl and would end up in some club. This particular night we went round pubs in south London and ended up in this gay club in the Docklands area. There was a stripper due to be on that night, forget his name now (it was a while ago). We got close to the front of the stage for a good view and were happily drinking our pints when on comes this gorgeous hunk of a man, dressed in workman like clothes, tall, masculine, and as he started his performance you could see he was tanned (see his white bits!) smooth and glistening with body lotion. He got down to his underwear but placed a towel around his waist first before he took off his underwear. He then eyes me up, leans forward and takes my hand while pulling me up on stage. I gave one of mates my pint to look after and off I went up on stage. He whispers in my ear 'lay down, use the can and suck my cock'. So I do exactly as he tells me, I lay down on the stage, looking towards my friends and smiling with a nervous grin. He then stands over me and starts to thrust his pelvis forward to the crowd which obviously causes his cock to slap against the towel. As I am laying down underneath him I can see his impressive cock as it does this - I later find out he had a 9.5''x7'' cock. His balls were to die for, low hangers and slapping that towel with such force - I was so nervous, but excited at the same time. Now he turns his feet around so he is now straddled either side of my body and he has his cock facing my head. He moves his towel away from his body but shielding the view of his cock from the audience so only I can see it. His cock is still semi-hard but long and heavy and he now gets the can of whipped cream and squirts it along the full length of his beautiful cock. He looks me in the eyes and beckons me to lift my head up as he lowers himself down towards my face. As I lift up my head and he lowers himself down my mouth meets his amazing cock and without any hesitation I take his cock in my mouth and start to lick and suck that whipped cream (I love cream!). I lift up my arms and use my hands to grip his now hardening cock and make sure I get a good firm grasp on that cock as I feed my mouth. I am literally in ecstasy. He leans downs and whispers again in my ear, 'mate you are doing a great job but I can't shoot my load here, meet up after the show and we can carry on'. With that he pulls his cock out of my mouth turns to the audience and starts shaking and thrusting his cock showing it in all its full glory. I meanwhile stand up, whipped cream around my mouth, and grinning from ear to ear. The stripper then goes off back stage and I climb down to meet my friends. I join my friends at the bar for another round of drinks and up walks this tall handsome guy, taps me on the shoulder and says ' you were amazing at sucking my cock, thank you, want to carry on back at my place' - of course it's Mr Stripper and of course I say yes. He was driving and his car was parked in the club's car park, so I say goodnight to my friends (who all have their mouths wide-open as I trot off with this stripper). As he drives to his place he asks me to suck his cock while driving, he pulls his jogging bottoms down and I spend the next 10-15minutes sucking his cock as he drives us to his place. What an amazing night I had (and he did too). We stayed friends for years but sadly moving from place to place we lost contact.

 

[Dom dom dom]

all I’m thinking is I need to know the name of this pub, like damn!

 

[RiverTrevor]

all I’m thinking is I need to know the name of this pub, like damn!

It was a while ago now, somewhere in the Docklands.

 

[like2Feelabig1]

I know this thread is probably aimed at guys but I hope you don't mind me sharing my own experience, it's actually very similar to RiverTrevors but from a female perspective.
I went to a hen do with my sister, it had the usual stuff like drag queens interspersed with some male strippers and plenty of alcohol on tap.
One guy was really nice looking and had a very fit body, we were dancing close to the stage and suddenly I felt him grab my arm and pull me on to the stage, he was down to his underwear and glistening with oil, we danced quite sexually for a while then he told me to get on my knees... he stood in front of me with his crotch in front of my face and slowly removed his pants to reveal a nice big dick which sprang up and nearly hit me in the face.
The girls in the crowd were going wild and cheering me on..... not that I needed much encouragement, the drink and the guy being so hot were combination enough. He then produced a squirty cream can and sprayed a good amount along the length of his dick, he was rock hard and he whispered an apology that he didn't normally get in that state, I'd had that effect on him... I said that I bet he said that every time but he assured me it was very unusual.
He asked me to start licking the cream off, the girls were still screaming encouragement and he did have a lovely big one so I began licking along the top, eating the cream as I went. Then he produced a towel to hide me and his cock from the audience and told me to pretend to suck it.... I was having too much fun and thought to hell with it, so I took that lovely big dick fully in my mouth and let him experience my best oral techniques. It had been a while since I'd felt one so rigid in my mouth, I kissed licked and sucked as best I could until I felt the tell tale signs of him tensing up and the twitching from his balls. I didn't have the heart to stop it at that stage but didn't want to get cum over my clothes or hair so I had to let him cum in my mouth and swallow the lot, and an awful lot it was!
He seemed genuinely surprised and nearly dropped to towel, I wiped my mouth on the towel and stood up to milk the applause...... he just stood there with his spent dick hanging down, now devoid of cream and a shocked look on his face, to this day my sister and friends think I was faking the bj and only licked the cream off of the top, lol.
I had a drink with the guy afterwards and he seemed very nice, he was very complimentary and claimed that it had never happened to him before, I didn't believe him but he was very insistent, he also asked me to go with him to continue the fun but I had to leave with my sister and pals. I still have a poster of him that he signed and wrote on it thanking me for my 'help', lol.
This tale is completely true and I hope you enjoyed hearing about it, but please, don't tell my sister....;-) lol.

 

[RiverTrevor]

I know this thread is probably aimed at guys but I hope you don't mind me sharing my own experience, it's actually very similar to RiverTrevors but from a female perspective.
I went to a hen do with my sister, it had the usual stuff like drag queens interspersed with some male strippers and plenty of alcohol on tap.
One guy was really nice looking and had a very fit body, we were dancing close to the stage and suddenly I felt him grab my arm and pull me on to the stage, he was down to his underwear and glistening with oil, we danced quite sexually for a while then he told me to get on my knees... he stood in front of me with his crotch in front of my face and slowly removed his pants to reveal a nice big dick which sprang up and nearly hit me in the face.
The girls in the crowd were going wild and cheering me on..... not that I needed much encouragement, the drink and the guy being so hot were combination enough. He then produced a squirty cream can and sprayed a good amount along the length of his dick, he was rock hard and he whispered an apology that he didn't normally get in that state, I'd had that effect on him... I said that I bet he said that every time but he assured me it was very unusual.
He asked me to start licking the cream off, the girls were still screaming encouragement and he did have a lovely big one so I began licking along the top, eating the cream as I went. Then he produced a towel to hide me and his cock from the audience and told me to pretend to suck it.... I was having too much fun and thought to hell with it, so I took that lovely big dick fully in my mouth and let him experience my best oral techniques. It had been a while since I'd felt one so rigid in my mouth, I kissed licked and sucked as best I could until I felt the tell tale signs of him tensing up and the twitching from his balls. I didn't have the heart to stop it at that stage but didn't want to get cum over my clothes or hair so I had to let him cum in my mouth and swallow the lot, and an awful lot it was!
He seemed genuinely surprised and nearly dropped to towel, I wiped my mouth on the towel and stood up to milk the applause...... he just stood there with his spent dick hanging down, now devoid of cream and a shocked look on his face, to this day my sister and friends think I was faking the bj and only licked the cream off of the top, lol.
I had a drink with the guy afterwards and he seemed very nice, he was very complimentary and claimed that it had never happened to him before, I didn't believe him but he was very insistent, he also asked me to go with him to continue the fun but I had to leave with my sister and pals. I still have a poster of him that he signed and wrote on it thanking me for my 'help', lol.
This tale is completely true and I hope you enjoyed hearing about it, but please, don't tell my sister....;-) lol.

Love your story and thank you for sharing.

 

[bababu]

You stayed friends for years but you still forgot his name? nice story tho

 

[RiverTrevor]

You stayed friends for years but you still forgot his name? nice story tho

I forget his 'stage name' he was called Mike. Thanks for liking the story.

 

[OctoGun]

I have a story. Actually I have about 5 different stripper stories (a few of my mates are strippers) but I’ll start with this one.

I met this guy called “bulldog” on a night out drinking. He was late 30’s muscular, shaved head, very extrovert, and a funny guy. He was a friend of a friend. We just chatted as mates. Nothing crazy. I’d see him out every now and then and we’d make small talk. He was very open about the fact that he was a stripper, and it seemed like he was getting sex on tap from all the women at shows. He always had stories.

he’s the kind of friend that you only see every few months, and never really crack below that surface level of partying together.

About 2 years into our friendship I’d been on a night out and the next day I woke up horny. I text bulldog asking what he had been up to. He said he was working the night before. I jokingly asked if he stripped for a bunch of old men. He said he doesn’t do that. Then he called me and was really talkative which was unusual. He told me about the night before and how his ex gf and her mum were there. He seemed pretty excited about it.

once again I joked something about how I’ve never seen him strip. Then he joked back that he bets I want to see it. I “joked” again that he wouldn’t dare. He “joked” back that he would. He asked what I was doing tomorrow and I told him I’ll be at home, no plans. So he said he’ll be over and give me a dance and we both laughed and continued talking a bit and ended the call.

so next day arrives - he texts me early in the day saying “which costume?”. I thought he was joking still and asked what he meant. He said which costume for the strip. Unsure what to say I told him pick his own and still laughed it off. He asked me address and I thought it must be a wind up but I gave it to him.

an hour later he knocks on my door. All excited he was talkative as ever laughing and joking his way into the house. He was dressed normally and had a black bag in his hand. We talked a bit as usual and then he said “where are we setting up then?” He said it totally confidently and professionally as if he was at work or something. That’s when I realised he really was gonna give me a dance.

I showed him a room that had loads of space. He told me to grab a chair, sit on it, then he asked me to connect his phone to a Bluetooth speaker while he got ready. I was a bit shocked and couldn’t believe it was happening. I just went along with what he was saying.

so I’m sat in the chair and he shouts from the corridor to tell me to close my eyes. I laugh and do so, and I hear him shuffling in and he grabs his phone and starts playing music. Tells me to open my eyes.

he’s stood there in a fireman’s uniform dancing, looking hot as fuck, and totally in professional stripper mode. He started doing this choreographed dance, throwing off his helmet, tearing off his jacket, ripping off his Velcro trousers.

im just sat there in my shorts and t shirt a bit in shock at what’s happening, and he’s fully into it and I was getting into it too. It was a weird tension between us. He poured baby oil over his pecs and grabbed my hand and made me rub it in. Then he guided my hand down his abs and right to the waistband of his boxers before flinging my hand back at me. It’s worth noting I could see his cock through his boxers now they the baby oil was on them, and it looked huge.

he was a pure professional and I could see why he was good at his job. Next he straddled me and started to gyrate on my waist. Then he stood up and turned around and did the same again but with his ass facing me (underwear still on). Then he reached back, grabbed my hand again and pulled it around him so I was feeling his oiled up abs as he was sat on me.

he slid my hand down his abs and below the waistband of his underwear, and onto his hard dick. And again he pulled my hand straight back out and stood up and span around.

he went to the corner of the room, grabbed something. Came up to me and it was a blindfold. He put it on me and told me to sit on my hands. So now I’m blindfolded sat on my hands in my shorts and t shirt.

I feel him breathing into my left ear panting heavily, and then he moves to my right and does the same, then I can feel his breath right in my face as if his nose was next to mine.

next I feel two hands on each of my thighs and he pushes my legs apart.

at this point there’s no hiding that I’m fully hard. I feel his hands moving higher and higher up my thighs. And higher still, and I’m getting nervous and he goes higher, he’s at the fabric of my shorts and he pushes higher still. Pushing the fabric up my thigh and then lifting it up and over my cock.

My hard dick was fully exposed and within seconds I felt something warm and wet wrapping around my cock. Accompanied by slurping sounds and it feels just like I’m getting sucked but I thought no way is this happening, it felt so good. Then he lets out an “mmm” and gasps for air and at that moment I knew he was definitely sucking me and I tilted my head back so I could see beneath the blindfold and sure enough there he was on his knees sucking my dick and absolutely looking like he was loving it.

at that point he abandoned the choreography and all pretenses were dropped. He just kept sucking and sucking and I moved my hands, took the blindfold off and reached down to wank him as he was sucking me. Then next thing we’re loudly 69’ing on the floor for half an hour.

it was one of the filthiest loudest sucking seasons I’ve ever had. He was so noisey, moaning and slurping and even talking dirty in between.

we both cum near enough at the same time and then just laid there wiped out for a bit, while he told me how he got into doing this kind of thing (he said a rich doctor had paid him to try it, and then he realised he enjoyed it. But told me to keep it totally secret).

to this day it was one of the hottest experiences of my life. And 100% true. And of course none of our mates know that it happened.

 

[RiverTrevor]

I have a story. Actually I have about 5 different stripper stories (a few of my mates are strippers) but I’ll start with this one.

I met this guy called “bulldog” on a night out drinking. He was late 30’s muscular, shaved head, very extrovert, and a funny guy. He was a friend of a friend. We just chatted as mates. Nothing crazy. I’d see him out every now and then and we’d make small talk. He was very open about the fact that he was a stripper, and it seemed like he was getting sex on tap from all the women at shows. He always had stories.

he’s the kind of friend that you only see every few months, and never really crack below that surface level of partying together.

About 2 years into our friendship I’d been on a night out and the next day I woke up horny. I text bulldog asking what he had been up to. He said he was working the night before. I jokingly asked if he stripped for a bunch of old men. He said he doesn’t do that. Then he called me and was really talkative which was unusual. He told me about the night before and how his ex gf and her mum were there. He seemed pretty excited about it.

once again I joked something about how I’ve never seen him strip. Then he joked back that he bets I want to see it. I “joked” again that he wouldn’t dare. He “joked” back that he would. He asked what I was doing tomorrow and I told him I’ll be at home, no plans. So he said he’ll be over and give me a dance and we both laughed and continued talking a bit and ended the call.

so next day arrives - he texts me early in the day saying “which costume?”. I thought he was joking still and asked what he meant. He said which costume for the strip. Unsure what to say I told him pick his own and still laughed it off. He asked me address and I thought it must be a wind up but I gave it to him.

an hour later he knocks on my door. All excited he was talkative as ever laughing and joking his way into the house. He was dressed normally and had a black bag in his hand. We talked a bit as usual and then he said “where are we setting up then?” He said it totally confidently and professionally as if he was at work or something. That’s when I realised he really was gonna give me a dance.

I showed him a room that had loads of space. He told me to grab a chair, sit on it, then he asked me to connect his phone to a Bluetooth speaker while he got ready. I was a bit shocked and couldn’t believe it was happening. I just went along with what he was saying.

so I’m sat in the chair and he shouts from the corridor to tell me to close my eyes. I laugh and do so, and I hear him shuffling in and he grabs his phone and starts playing music. Tells me to open my eyes.

he’s stood there in a fireman’s uniform dancing, looking hot as fuck, and totally in professional stripper mode. He started doing this choreographed dance, throwing off his helmet, tearing off his jacket, ripping off his Velcro trousers.

im just sat there in my shorts and t shirt a bit in shock at what’s happening, and he’s fully into it and I was getting into it too. It was a weird tension between us. He poured baby oil over his pecs and grabbed my hand and made me rub it in. Then he guided my hand down his abs and right to the waistband of his boxers before flinging my hand back at me. It’s worth noting I could see his cock through his boxers now they the baby oil was on them, and it looked huge.

he was a pure professional and I could see why he was good at his job. Next he straddled me and started to gyrate on my waist. Then he stood up and turned around and did the same again but with his ass facing me (underwear still on). Then he reached back, grabbed my hand again and pulled it around him so I was feeling his oiled up abs as he was sat on me.

he slid my hand down his abs and below the waistband of his underwear, and onto his hard dick. And again he pulled my hand straight back out and stood up and span around.

he went to the corner of the room, grabbed something. Came up to me and it was a blindfold. He put it on me and told me to sit on my hands. So now I’m blindfolded sat on my hands in my shorts and t shirt.

I feel him breathing into my left ear panting heavily, and then he moves to my right and does the same, then I can feel his breath right in my face as if his nose was next to mine.

next I feel two hands on each of my thighs and he pushes my legs apart.

at this point there’s no hiding that I’m fully hard. I feel his hands moving higher and higher up my thighs. And higher still, and I’m getting nervous and he goes higher, he’s at the fabric of my shorts and he pushes higher still. Pushing the fabric up my thigh and then lifting it up and over my cock.

My hard dick was fully exposed and within seconds I felt something warm and wet wrapping around my cock. Accompanied by slurping sounds and it feels just like I’m getting sucked but I thought no way is this happening, it felt so good. Then he lets out an “mmm” and gasps for air and at that moment I knew he was definitely sucking me and I tilted my head back so I could see beneath the blindfold and sure enough there he was on his knees sucking my dick and absolutely looking like he was loving it.

at that point he abandoned the choreography and all pretenses were dropped. He just kept sucking and sucking and I moved my hands, took the blindfold off and reached down to wank him as he was sucking me. Then next thing we’re loudly 69’ing on the floor for half an hour.

it was one of the filthiest loudest sucking seasons I’ve ever had. He was so noisey, moaning and slurping and even talking dirty in between.

we both cum near enough at the same time and then just laid there wiped out for a bit, while he told me how he got into doing this kind of thing (he said a rich doctor had paid him to try it, and then he realised he enjoyed it. But told me to keep it totally secret).

to this day it was one of the hottest experiences of my life. And 100% true. And of course none of our mates know that it happened.

Great story mate and got be 'excited' just reading it so thank you. Looking forward to reading more from you.

 

[Samshung2022]

I surely wouldn’t mind hearing what happen at his place. Did you get to go all the way? What a lucky guy you are, but it does happen as I have my own story with a chippendale stripper!

 

[Rippedspeedo]

Head of strip troupe saw men in Speedo in lifeguard chair.Invited me to evening show and guys invited me up on stage and I joined them in a routine.They stripped down all the way with a hat on their hard dicks.They were surprised I stripped all the way with a hat on my hardon.Guy called me next day and offered me a job.

 

[Rippedspeedo]

Head of strip troupe saw men in Speedo in lifeguard chair.Invited me to evening show and guys invited me up on stage and I joined them in a routine.They stripped down all the way with a hat on their hard dicks.They were surprised I stripped all the way with a hat on my hardon.Guy called me next day and offered me a job.

 

[RiverTrevor]

Head of strip troupe saw men in Speedo in lifeguard chair.Invited me to evening show and guys invited me up on stage and I joined them in a routine.They stripped down all the way with a hat on their hard dicks.They were surprised I stripped all the way with a hat on my hardon.Guy called me next day and offered me a job.

Oh wow, love that story, you talented and brave bloke, thanks for sharing. Did you take up the job, and if so you must have lots of stories from the strippers perspective.

 

[Rippedspeedo]

Oh wow, love that story, you talented and brave bloke, thanks for sharing. Did you take up the job, and if so you must have lots of sob

 

[Rippedspeedo]

Took up the job.sometimes you strip and sometimes the job strips you.

 

[herbho]

Back in the day, whenever I was in New York, I would go to the Gaiety, the strip place next to the Howard Johnson's. I enjoyed the sight of beautiful men naked and erect, dancing in front of a desirous audience. Because I was a college student on a budget, I used to stay at the West Side Y ( where there was a lot of action in the open shower room on the top floor) and walk down to the Gaiety . I would go with my bottle of poppers, which I would sniff right before the second ( nude) dance if the stripper appealed to me. There was a "social room" in which the dancers would come to mingle with audience members to try to convince them to get a "private dance" in the back room. I availed myself of this opportunity a couple of times. Anyway, one of the dancers was featured because he had appeared in a number of porn movies; he was thin and very attractive. I walked to the room after he had finished his set and he came out and we began to talk. He asked if I wanted a private dance and I agreed. So, he led me behind the stage, past the dressing area where some of the dancers were standing naked and others were in their costumes. It was a rush to have them watch me and greet me as I passed, knowing where I was going and what I was going to do. Well, the private room was not so private, as it was just the area behind the stage, which was pretty much in view of anyone who was back there. We passed an older man with one of the dancers. The dancer was naked and giving the man a lap dance, with the man running his hands over the dancer's body. I watched them as I passed. The older man looked at me with an expression of total ecstasy. We passed another couple, a middle aged overweight man who was getting a naked lap dance from another dancer. Finally, we landed in a spot closer to the exit. The porn guy rubbed up against me and said that he was very horny, since he had done his last dance and was turned on by dancing all night. I could tell that he had been smoking some pot, because the smell was all around him. But, he was extra turned on. He leaned in and started kissing me and rubbing his cotch into mine. I was shocked since this was much more than what the others were doing. He took off his shorts and was hard. He then unzipped my own zipper and stuck his hand in, grabbing my hard dick, all the while still kissing me. Then, he told me to suck him, so I did. It was then that the older man, having finished his session and heading for the exit, came upon us. He stopped and started watching. The dancer then turned around and told me to eat his ass while he jacked off, which I did eagerly. The second man arrived and both of them stood and watched, playing with themselves. The dancer started really grinding his hips against my mouth and then turned and shot his load into my mouth. I sucked the remaining cum from his dick. He pulled up his shorts, gave me a little kiss, got his payment, and told me he was going home. He walked away and I stood up, my dick still out of my pants. So, since it was just about closing time, the three of us stood around, jacking off until we all came onto the floor. I had never experienced something like that, being a college kid. I left, still turned on and went back to the Y. Later that night ( about 4 am), I heard the shower going, so I went in . The room was very dark, since the occupant didn't turn on the light. But I could see him. I used the shower right next to him and I could see that he was up for some action, so I went over and soaped his dick. This ended up with him eventually soaping up and fucking me in the shower. A second load was dropped that night. It was a magical evening, something I will always remember and get hard thinking about it.

 

[RiverTrevor]

Took up the job.sometimes you strip and sometimes the job strips you.

I can imagine, guess even for strippers about getting that balance between work and play and not losing yourself too much in your work. Are you still doing that work?

 

[herbho]

I can imagine, guess even for strippers about getting that balance between work and play and not losing yourself too much in your work. Are you still doing that work?

My first time at the Nob Hill in San Francisco one afternoon, I was watching the movie and waiting for the male strippers. While watching the film, I saw a tall red-headed man wearing a suit and carrying a briefcase walk down the aisle and out the side door. When the show began, to my surprise, he was the first stripper. He was wearing his white briefs and began dancing, pulling down the briefs, and masturbating to climax right in front of me. As the second dancer was doing his thing, I saw the same redhead, replete with suit and briefcase, walking back up the aisle and out the entrance. He must have done the show during his lunch break.

 

[halcyondays]

Is it okay that I didn't meet him in a strip club?

This was way back in the mid-80s. I met him thru a FB who introduced us. He--the stripper--invited me to his place. A pint-sized Puerto Rican who had dropped out of dance school and run away when his family disowned him for being gay, he shared a flat with another gay dancer.

I found out he stripped at clubs when he popped a tape into the vhs player. The video quality wasn't very good. Someone had set up a camera and hit the record button. Under stage lights his perfect dancer's body undulated to the driving techno beat in a golden g-string. Fully oiled his beautiful brown Carib skin caught the light and glistened as he moved.

He watched himself intently. Later I would learn he liked looking at himself in the mirror.

A jagged interruption in the video cut to another smiling dancer doing an ass dance. That's my room mate, he said. He was white and looked about my age--mid twenties. Not boyfriends, he said. The tape played out. He told me about each performer. I don't remember the names of the clubs. He also danced in private all-male reviews for groups of women. Some threw panties at him. Others tucked hotel room keys in his g-string. He said he never went to their rooms. He was eighteen.

Then he wanted to model g-strings for me. One after the other he emerged from his room in them. Gold, white, red, blue, leopard skin, tiger-striped--he strutted around walking the catwalk while I enjoyed the view from the couch. Which do you like best? he asked. The white one, I said. He went back into his room and emerged in it saying it was his favorite, too.

Show me your moves, I said. He slide a cassette into the stereo. Techno pulsed from the speakers. He did his routine for me even jumping up on the coffee table in front of me. He was only 5'2 and maybe 130 wet but he had perfect muscle definition and control. He moved each muscle in isolation all over his body--arms, legs, torso, back. Watching him make his his abs twitch blew my mind.

Do you like it? he called over the music. Yes, I said. When he saw me adjust the bone trapped in my jeans he jumped onto the couch with his feet straddling me. He pumped hips to the beat, his soft package bouncing and jiggling in its white thong in my face. Then he went into full belly dancing--his hips moving in ways I could not imagine moving mine. He jumped, spun around in mid air and landed feet on couch with his rear facing me, his hips not missing a beat He switched back and forth from ass dance in my face to crotch dance in my face.

Where did you learn to do this? I said. I've been dancing all my life! he cried, clearly enjoying himself.

The beat slowed and he dropped onto my thighs, his knees either side of me, and lap danced--his torso undulating more slowly, teasing me by moving close but not touching mine. You know the rule, he smiled. What rule?, said I. Look but don't touch, he said. Is that a rule? I said knowing full well it was. Haven't you ever been to a strip club? he said finally sitting down on my thighs. I shook my head smiling. You don't need it with this thing in your pants do you? he said resting hands over the bone in my Levis. Okay rule suspended. You can touch me now, he said.

I caressed his thighs, belly, chest, shoulders, arms--my fingers tracing the delicious cuts of muscle. He wasn't dripping sweat but glistened a little.

Is it okay? he said shyly. Yes, I said. He moved fingers over it tracing it, smiling his perfect smile. Can I? he said, fingers feeling for the top button. Yes you may, I said. He unbuttoned my fly, pushed hands in and pulled me out. Mmmm... Rickie said you were big.

At that he got up. He was erect. I don't want to get my thong wet, he said pulling it off. I stood, kicked off shoes and shed jeans + jockeys. When I sat back down he knelt between my legs and blew me, his eyes worshipping my shaft , sucking precum from pipe. I want you, he said looking up at me. Okay, I said. Inside me, he said. Me, too, I said. We better get off the couch, he said.

He ducked into his room and emerged with a sheet, a towel and a tube of KY. I had pulled the crinkly packet from my jeans and held it in my teeth. You expected, he smiled. I hoped, I said. Take off your shirt, he said folding the sheet double and spreading it on the floor. He went down first squatting between my legs holding my cock in one hand the other bracing himself against a thigh with the other while he tongued, sucked and slurped my balls.

He tugged at the back of my knees making them fold. I dropped down to to him on the sheet. I'll do that, he said opening the condom and rolling it on. He slathered lube on it, fingered some in his butt and pushed me down on my back. This could take a few minutes, he said straddling me. Take your time, I said. You know the drill don't you? he gasped pushing on. God he was tight but quickly relaxed and opened to me. So do you, I gasped.

I let go of his butt when he was all the way on. He bucked and romped til he came on my chest. I liked feeling his rhythmic contractions against me. Is cock was about average but meaty. His sack is what filled out his thong so well and shot a copious amount of seed on me. He collapsed to me panting, his head under my chin. You're so tall, he said, face buried in my chest. You are drop dead beautiful, I said planting a kiss in his jet black hair. He squeezed me tightly in his boihole. Did you come? he said. Not yet, I said. I'm never getting off you, he sighed.

We fucked on and off the rest of the afternoon. I only had one condom on me. He supplied the next two. He and my FB Rickie entertained older gentlemen so he was stocked up. Like Rickie this hot little dancer had a closet full of women's clothing and liked to crossdress with full make up.

Oh and what I said about the mirror? He liked watching himself getting fucked in the mirror. He shot a load onto it while I stood holding him off the floor plowing him from behind on a different occasion.

When we hugged goodbye at the door he said, Three hours? That'll be nine hundred, please. When he saw the look on my face he said, Just kidding! You should charge me.

 

[Rippedspeedo]

I can imagine, guess even for strippers about getting that balance between work and play and not losing yourself too much in your work. Are you still doing that work?

part time